The Demon Race Has Hope

Tang Luo fell into deep thought. Since he was a support...

"Little White Dragon?"

"Master, your disciple has suffered so much," Ao Yulie wailed.

"Cut the useless act. Do you think I don't know you? Send word that the spy infiltration operation is suspended. I've already had the demon race members tailing them withdraw as well," Tang Luo said.

"Huh? Why?"

Ao Yulie's voice immediately turned serious.

"Because I've decided to be a spy myself. Hahahaha." Tang Luo laughed within Between the Gray Mists, his laughter brimming with villainous energy.

The kind of villain who would meet a tragic end right after laughing.

"...Well, as long as you're happy, Master. I'll notify them immediately," Ao Yulie said. "Oh, right. Carl's deputy has already sent word that the staff is with you."

Tang Luo looked at the staff in his hand. "That's right."

After finding that deputy, he had come over to find the Hero and his adventuring party.

As a support, carrying a staff was perfectly reasonable. Besides, Tang Luo still looked barely over ten years old.

A cat was crouched and sprawled across his shoulder, making his current appearance exceptionally deceptive.

At a glance, he looked just like a support.

At the moment, the Hero and his companions were preparing to explore a ruin.

The Hero's primary goal was to defeat the Demon King, but that did not mean he did nothing else and charged straight at the Demon King.

Not to mention that the Demon King's location had yet to be determined, even if it had been, with the Hero's current strength, it was hard to say who would beat whom.

Like the Demon King, the Hero was also the type to grow stronger.

At present, the Hero and his companions were still in their growth phase, traveling